Gu Qiqi laughed coldly.
It turned out that these people had framed her up like this in her previous life.
What bitter words. What ugly faces!
"One day, I'll tear away your hypocritical skin, and let you have a taste of your own sins. You'll feel so much misery that you'd think you're better off dead. Wait and see."
She spat these words out lightly.
Then, she put away the scalpel indifferently and looked at the man lying on the bed once more.
The man was extremely good-looking.
It was a pity that he had lost too much blood and his face was too pale.
Gu Qiqi touched her chin. "Sick and beautiful man, you should thank me for saving your life! Otherwise, you will definitely die within seven days. However, you don't have to be too grateful to me. After all, only if you continue to live will I stand a chance at living!"
She covered the man with his blanket, pushed open the door, and left.
